Coming back to this, would strongly recommend. It's up there with Life and Times of Michael K.Going from Rich Osmond's The Thursday Murder Club -readable, funny here and there, but sentimal- to JM Coetzee's Waiting For The Barbarians has been quite a change of tone.
Finally read A Streetcar Named Desire yesterday. Dark, gritty and brilliantly written, with really sharp dialogue and I like the moral ambiguity running through it.